Thursday, February 25, 2010

Indian Chiefs war

Once in a land called The Great Plains there was an Apache Chief named Smoltin. He was in charge of three hundred fifty warriors. They went to tribe to tribe destroying culture and spilling blood. But when a Sioux Chief named orthodox heard of this he sent three hundred fifty warriors to go and get rid of these pests. So they marched all day and marched all night. Then they rested all day and when the time was right he would attack. Exactly when the moon went down they saw the apaches and knew it was time. The Apaches didn’t know what hit them when the Sioux tribe ran them down to the ground the Apache Chief knew he wouldn’t be destroying culture and spilling blood anymore. The Sioux had won but would they make it back? There had been word that the Iroquois tribe had been on the prowl. They only had one hundred fifty soldiers left from the quick battle. It was known that the Iroquois Soldiers could throw their tomahawks like Spirits. It was also heard that an Iroquois soldier could throw his tomahawk threw five men lined up. They would be in the devils reach if they didn’t get moving.

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